The romance of meetingA Story by Tasi83The 30-year-old man deliberately walked out in the last rays of the
breaking dawn, a little lonely, with his head bowed. His middle-aged parents
were still sound asleep, although there is no doubt that most of the family
members - without exception - were early risers. He had always been somehow
soothed by the waves. It was as if he were listening to the sweet-sad, romantic
songs of mermaids or Siren, and only the etheric melodies of the music could
penetrate the walls of the silence. The seemingly small-soul ferry ship gave me
a sharp, loud horn signal as he turned into the cozy little bay, with the
turrets. Re found out. he often wondered what would have happened if his bride
had chosen him instead of the much older, wealthy businessman, who really
didn't love anyone, he was only interested in profit and as much profit as
possible. "Perhaps every person sells himself, or just makes a deal from
which it is impossible to get out later?" - he asked himself. In the early
morning, a playful and mischievous small group of dolphins appeared. It seemed
as if they were venturing closer and closer all the way to the sandy shoreline.
It is as if they are not at all afraid of being close to people.,,Why can't
people get to know each other honestly and directly without prejudice? Why do
they have to be forced into obscure, insidious intrigues and game
situations?" - he pondered, but usually, when he had already realized the
real answer, it was as if other thoughts had started to make a nest in his head.
He looked at the rippling, wave-crested water in fascination. Maybe it was the
morning low tide, that the infinite opened up around him and that he became one
with everything. Unexpectedly, some fishermen appeared. A grandfatherly man,
and a man in his early twenties. They were a little surprised that they weren't
the only early risers. They kindly waved towards him and greeted him: -
Kalimera, Kalimera! The young man, who was probably the old man's grandson,
pushed the heavy wooden fishing boat while the old man carefully inspected the
nets. Best taken in the morning. The young man hopped in beside the old man
with a light leap and pulled the motor's twine a few times before the boat
started with a grunting, coughing sound and they headed for the open water. The
young man could still clearly see the younger man throwing a huge fishing net
into the water in the middle of the huge sea, and they waited with restrained
patience in the boat, so that the fish will come. Around the morning hours, the
sun goes crazy again with the man. It was as if he had deliberately exposed his
figure to the heat of a scorching stove, because at half past five it was
almost impossible to stay on the sandy beach, especially for someone who, if he
overdoes his exposure to the sun, his skin starts to get a bit disgusting
reddish, painful blister-like boils. ,,Damn! It wouldn't have hurt to take the
sunscreen out of one of the backpacks!" - he muttered a little to himself,
while two bombshell women in bikinis approached him in striking slow motion,
who could have been friends, since they were running at the same time - as a
morning workout - in the now quite sparkling sunshine. - Hello dear boy! - they
both greeted, accompanied by a seductive, flirtatious smile, and as the young
man blushed a good deal in his modesty, the two ladies in bikinis had a good
laugh at this. It seemed as if they both found the strange man very likable.
Today promised to be the same day as the others. His parents soon discover that
he has left the hotel again. Mother is nervous to death, while father, quite
upset, arranges a real, visceral battle about duty and the responsibility of
adults. "Why do you have to fight all the time?" - he asked himself
another question waiting to be answered. A little later, around eight o'clock -
when breakfast is usually served as part of hotel hospitality, he wandered back
to the hotel and purposely led his way in front of the small dining room, so as
to calm his parents' nerves, nothing happened. - And you, where were you walking?!
- said the rather nervous father, looking up from his large amount of black
coffee, his toast with jam. - I went down to the beach for a bit... - he
answered with a bowed, humble head, because in his father's presence - at least
in recent years - he tended to feel like a bit of a nobody. - But you had a
good time, didn't you, my dear? - asked the mother, who was happy that her
adult son was able to make decisions independently and act if necessary. - The
temperature of the sea water is fantastic! he announced. - Then I can go up to
the suite? - I'll give you the keys! " the mother rummaged a little longer in
the large bag, which she managed to bargain for at a discount in one of the
supermarkets, where you could get almost everything besides food. - I went down
to the beach for a bit... - he answered with a lowered, humble head, because in
the presence of his father - at least in recent years - he tended to feel like
a bit of a nobody. - But you had a good time, didn't you, my dear? - asked the
mother, who was happy that her adult son was able to make decisions
independently and act if necessary. - The temperature of the sea water is
fantastic! he announced. - Then I can go up to the suite? - I'll give you the
keys! " the mother rummaged a little longer in the large bag, which she managed
to bargain for at a discount in one of the supermarkets, where you could get
almost everything besides food. - I went down to the beach for a bit... - he
answered with a lowered, humble head, because in the presence of his father -
at least in recent years - he tended to feel like a bit of a nobody. - But you
had a good time, didn't you, my dear? - asked the mother, who was happy that
her adult son was able to make decisions independently and act if necessary. -
The temperature of the sea water is fantastic! he announced. - Then I can go up
to the suite? - I'll give you the keys! " the mother rummaged a little longer
in the large bag, which she managed to bargain for at a discount in one of the
supermarkets, where you could get almost everything besides food. my treasure -
asked the mother, who was happy that her adult son was able to make decisions
independently and act if necessary. - The temperature of the sea water is
fantastic! he announced. - Then I can go up to the suite? - I'll give you the
keys! " the mother rummaged a little longer in the large bag, which she managed
to bargain for at a discount in one of the supermarkets, where you could get
almost everything besides food. my treasure - asked the mother, who was happy
that her adult son was able to make decisions independently and act if
necessary. - The temperature of the sea water is fantastic! he announced. -
Then I can go up to the suite? - I'll give you the keys! " the mother rummaged
a little longer in the large bag, which she managed to bargain for at a
discount in one of the supermarkets, where you could get almost everything
besides food. © 2023 Tasi83 |
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Added on July 22, 2023 Last Updated on July 22, 2023 Tags: Contemporary, epic, short prose, prose, short story, literature AuthorTasi83Budapest, Budapest, HungaryAboutI was born on November 30, 1983 in Budapest! I studied Hungarian history at ELTE-TFK, BTK; history teacher. I'm editing ebooks! So far, I have published my volumes on Publió and Publishdrive as.. more..Writing
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